A voice reached and whispered as I was lying in my sleep. He said my time had came that others were waiting for me. Soon I opened my eyes and saw his wicked develish grin. A silhuette in black robe poignantly staring at me.. My reaction was rather slow. He said we had to leave, It didn't take long... Sign in to see full entry.
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